Landscape is a Verb
These pictures embody the feeling of longing for someplace else. As you contemplate the landscape, maybe you feel nostalgia, or Fernweh–the desire to get away from home, to go elsewhere, perhaps to walk out in nature, but mostly to be in a faraway place. I experience nature this way, with an ache of melancholy, having to leave home, but with a thrill of finding something new and photographing it inspires a reinterpretation of the landscape and the sadness.
Nature, as I see it, is perpetually changing. The landscape shifts slightly and slowly, the weather changes, the wind blows, the clouds drift, and, shadows stretch. Trees grow, grass turns its color, and flowers bloom, fade, and die. Eventually, elements of the scene decay and ultimately dissolve, becoming a reflection of what I saw, a memory, by the time a picture of it is hanging on the wall.
Betsy Weis May 2016